In the Johnson backyard, Ron has disappeared momentarily.
Don sits in the tent,· gazing into the fierce "jungle"
through binoculars. Their pet cat, Cicero, walks up and
stares into them. Don blinks and looks up. Little Russ
continues to work out. Ron reappears, walking over to Don.
Cicero pays no mind.
RON
Wanna have some real fun?
DON
You're not going to try to shave Cicero again, are you?
The cat tenses.
RON
No, better than that. Come on.
Ron is hiding something behind his back. He takes Don to
the fence seperating the two yards and produces a bottle of
syrup.
RON
Watch this.
DON
Does mom know you have that?
Ron doesn't answer. He pours a healthy wad of syrup on the
fence. Flies begin to land on it. They get trapped in it.
Ron is delighted.
RON (to flies)
Gotcha.
DON
What's so exciting about this?
RON
The real fun comes when we feed them to spiders.
DON
Gross.
RON
/.•· Hey, they're only bugs.
\
\_j Big Russ walks, disgruntled, into the yard. He spots the
twins, frowns, and walks towards them.
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DON
Here comes dad. He looks mad.
RON
Dad's always mad. Even when he's happy.
Ron, thinking fast, ditches the syrup. It lands in the
Szalinski yard nextdoor, where the bottle empties onto a
patch of grass.
BIG RUSS
What are you two up to?
RON
Nothing, dad. We're just watching bugs. Right, Don?
DON
Uh, yeah.
BIG RUSS
Well, don't watch the bugs in the Szalinski yard. Watch your own bugs.
Big Russ walks over towards Little Russ as Mae enters the
yard to tend to some of the flowers back there. Don turns
to Ron and points to the syrup.
DON
Mom's going to miss that syrup.
RON
Yeah. Right. Like she takes inventory of the refrigerator every day.
DON(shrugging)
Wanna play ball?
RON
Only if I bat.
Big Russ approaches Little Russ as the boy works out.
BIG RUSS
Better get a move on, son. You're going to be late for football practice.
LITTLE RUSS
Uh ••• dad ••••
The boy sits up and faces his father,
BIG RUSS
You got to get out there early to get the edge on the other guys.
L
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LITTLE RUSS (awkwardly)
Dad, I'm not on the team anymore, I was cut.
BIG RUSS
••• I know coach Farrell always wants his players there on ti ••• what?
LITTLE RUSS .
I was cut. I was too short and too light.
BIG RUSS
Who said so?
LITTLE RUSS
Coach Farrell.
BIG RUSS
Oh he did, did he? Well, Bernie Farrell and I go back a long time, We played together, I used to knock him on his keister regularly.
Little Russ sighs.
BIG RUSS
Who .the hell does he think he is? I'll get him on the phone, Make him realize how impor- tant being on that team is to you!
LITTLE RUSS
You don't have to, dad. It's okay.
BIG RUSS
It's not okay. You're the son of Big Russ Johnson.
LITTLE RUSS
Dad, please.
Big Russ leaves the yard. Mae sidles over to Little Russ and
smiles.
MAE
You told him?
LITTLE RUSS
He didn't take it too well.
MAE
Don't worry. I'll cool him down.
I ·, She fixes a stern look on her face and marches towards the
\,,_) back door.
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n Little Russ stares down at the weights. He sighs and gazes
up at the sky, defeated. He glances into the next yard. Amy is
tossing a frisbee with Quark. He smiles at her. She looks
away. Russ sighs and returns to pumping iron.
The twins are now playing ball. Don pitches a ball to Ron
who proceeds to swat the ball high into the air. His "home
runs" wind up missing Little Russ by inches. The ball
whizzes by Cicero. The cat screeches. Little Russ doens't
even have to look up to realize who's doing the da~age.
LITTLE RUSS
Knock it off, Ron.
RON
But I'm Don.
LITTLE RUSS
You're going to be dead meat in a minute.
Ron continues to swat the ball. Nick, interested, calls to
them from the kitchen window.
NICK
Better watch out. You might hit that bee-hive.
He points to a hive in a tree that straddles both yards,
Ron isn't impressed.
RON
What do you know about baseball, baby- brain? You can't play.
Ron swings at the next pitch and connects. The ball misses
the bee~hive by inches, rebounding off the tree and
bouncing back down into the yard. Don flashes his brother a
smug smile. Ron gulps. He faces Nick.
RON
Lucky guess.
For his next turn at bat, however, he changes the angle of
his batting position. Nick, not wanting to take any
chances, pulls the screen down on the wiridow, knocking a
few legos off the windowsill and into the yard.
NICK
Bees can kill you. If you're allergic. I'm allergic. I could die if I got stung.
RON
Good!
Ron takes a fast swing and sends the pitch sailing over the
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fence seperating the two yards. The ball seems to take
forever to reach its target ••• it smashes through the
Szalinski's attic window.
There is a terrifyingly long second of silence. All the
kids exchange petrified glances.
DON/RON
Uh-oh.
Little Russ leaps to his feet.
LITTLE RUSS
What have you two done this time?
The twins point to each other simultaneously.
DON/RON
He did it.
LITTLE RUSS
Great. You busted the egghead's window.
Nick trots out of the house, horrified. Amy runs over to
the fence and yells at all three boys.
AMY
Can't you kids be careful? Look what you've done. My dad is going to kill me when he comes home. And I'm going to tell them who did it, too.
LITTLE RUSS
They're sorry ••• aren't you. I RON Yeah. He's sorry.
DON
You're the one who hit it.
RON
You threw it.